The stultifyingly monotonous routine and perpetual sleep deprivation of parenthood are conspiring to me carborundum. When the daily grind of work becomes your outlet for creativity, something's wrong. The user documentation I've been writing has been taking on characteristics of novellae: so wordy that most people won't bother reading it, not long enough to qualify for a Philip K. Dick award (does photocopy count as "paperback"?).

I am rethinking my desire for a Kindle or Sony Reader in favor of the iPhone I already have. I finished reading Tarzan of the Apes, which came with the eReader app, this morning. Why would I need a separate device for reading books? The Kindle seems to have a huge library (no - bookstore. Libraries are free.) behind it, which is nice. But there's a whole bunch of books on Fictionwise for both the eReader and Stanza iPhone apps. Once I'm finished with all the woodpulp books I have waiting for me, maybe I'll start buying some electronbacks.

The E-i-C and I are planning to go to the Edwardian Ball in a couple of weeks. We have a babysitter scheduled and everything. Seems like my whole gang of friends is getting geared up for it as well. Yay! That's a walking stick, but I'm also happy to see you.

My favorite Christmas gift this year was a pendant by Jeanine Payer in support of the anti-Prop 8 movement. It's engraved with Gandhi's quote, "What barrier is there that love cannot break?"